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• Artiste: Betzefer
• Titre: Early Grave
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I am I am Torment, bone and flesh I am Breeding Bleeding For something I can't stand And I change sometimes, A few opinions Anything that ever crossed my mind And I'm thinking too much And I can't take it I sleep I sleep Almost every night I sleep Breathing Breathing For something I won't stand And I shed my skin, A few incisions Anything that ever crossed my mind And I've been here too long And I'm a kill, see? Don't say nothing now 'Cuz I'd rather not know If only days in which I suffer Could be over than I would Say nothing else Even though I'm allowed It all just tastes somewhat fucked up And you fade away Read it in the fucking book I wrote it yesterday and used your sisters blood as ink Spread it against all fucking tollerance And I'm free now Senile By all torn-out means I vow To bring the end Bend as far as I can bend And I shed my skin, A few incisions Anything that ever crossed my mind And I've been here too long And I'm a kill, see? Don't say nothing now 'Cuz I'd rather not know If only days in which I suffer Could be over than I would Say nothing else Even though I'm allowed It all just tastes somewhat fucked up And you fade away (As) In early days, when I thought Skin could ever exist without cuts And pain was nothing but a lure Let me bite Give me nothing in return, In disgust, It's marking me... Dance on the youngs early grave See the distant fallen light For which I crave Can not escape it... (You can't stop this for happning It's all shit Let it split)